My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
RAMADAN: FIRST DATE
When compared to the prayer in the mosque, Nara finished faster because it did not have to walk, and often read a long letter. The girl was already sitting on the middle sofa carrying with her an errand book and pen, while bi Asih was busy preparing her employer's two children's meals at the dinner table.
Before long, slipper steps and chatter heard each other from outside, the door opened and greeting was heard.
"Assynolt,"
"Waalaikumsalam" said Nara. Akhsan went into the room, and Rama sat down beside Nara.
"What farm?"
"Duty yesterday, tomorrow dikumpulin. Don't you do it?"
"Which task?" rama asked Nara to make a cluck and rotate her eyeballs, she astonished-this young man into what school of intent?
"Oh which lesson sir Asep, which is page 59? Oh that I don't pay attention so don't understand-" he replied lightly.
"But! What do you care about, strange! What do you want to try?!" nara Sengak.
"Observe the wet father! I went to school again on a mission to find a ghost for you, "he answered really made Nara want to strangle her. Bi Asih alone who was in the dining room until poking his lips with Rama's answer. Though different from Nara who is fairly diligent and smart, Rama impressed cuek.
"There is a lot of work you are careful about Mr. Asep! How are you doing your job tomorrow?"
"It looks like it's mah, later dawn is also fine or not early in the morning!" answer's simple.
"Nyontek must be going to Tama" guess Nara.
"Alright, I don't choose the wrong girl, see-you can predict what will happen right!" he gave Nara his thumbs up.
"Amit-amit, you are omnipresent!"
"Good thanks for saying I'm cute" she replied.
"You're here to say hello to me or to say bang Akhsan anyway?" asked Nara, she finally did not even do the task because of her new boyfriend who is absurd.
Rama laughed, "both."
"What time did you come here and not say?" ask Nara to interrogate.
"From 5 and a half. Yuk road, find food!" bring him.
Nara weighed in first, "but bi Asih is ready to eat?"
"Yes, I'll eat again, so bother!" reply Rama.
"My stomach won't blow, leak, '" Nara argued.
"Later I patch the tape, or to the tire patcher," he answered raising his eyebrows. Nara pushed Rama's head slowly, the contents of which could be likened to brains.
"Yes, I changed my clothes first" Nara's permission to get out of the chair.
"Pake d@le m4n yes" he said. Suddenly Nara flicked her steps and stared fiercely at her, preparing to spit out her entire spicy sentence.
"I mean it's done with the same shirt jacket, keep not forgetting the pants. Time yes out do not use d@le m4n," he continued kalem, Akhsan who just came out to blow his laughter, apparently Rama 11 12 with him happy to judge Nara.
"It's like our frequency is Ram" said Akhsan.
"That perverted frequency is what it means?" balas Nara glared to the top floor. It only took 10 minutes, Nara was back.
"Where are you going?" ask Akhsan.
"Jajan nyari," replied his sister.
"Ntar bawain, wrap it up for me!" reply who is moving the tv channel.
"But! Buy it yourself," sew Nara.
"Gue said that Rama is not the same lo" replied Akhsan.
"Ready!" Rama just commented a smile and moved because Nara had stepped out.
"Negga need to take care of Ram, bang Akhsan emang so people do not know shame," said Nara not tasty.
"Udah nothing," he rubbed on the top of Nara's head, "the risk of having a youngest girlfriend is like this," said Rama, putting a helmet on Nara's head.
Rama drove his motorcycle through the streets of Bandung at night. The young man pulled Nara's hand to hug her waist, the treatment making Nara a little awkward. It was their first time dating, on Rama's butut bike.
Rama brought his motorbike to a stop at a roadside food stall with the concept of lesehan.
...PECEL CATFISH AND CHICKEN SPECIAL...
"You should try to eat here, it's delicious!" take him to sit Nara in one of the corner spots. Burning smoke, the noise of passing vehicles and the night wind blowing on the shop's barrier banners add to the lively night atmosphere.
There are only plastic carpets and tables available, but this place is so crowded with people to eat, whether it's a couple, singles, or employees. Maybe because the price is friendly in the pocket even though the atmosphere is less friendly.
Some of the street buskers in and out, Nara calculated maybe already 3 times with different people.
"Nuhun, a-" he smiled kindly as Rama gave a dime to the former coffee wrapper as a place for the money they received from the visitors. In the hope that the money will be enough for that dinner and tomorrow morning.
Actually, the food served is not inferior to a cafe or restaurant, it can be said to be more delicious and certainly a lot. It's just the place and the packaging.
"You want to pack a bang Akhsan?" ask Rama.
"It's not rice, because bi Asih cook. Kasian if not eaten, ngga nge-hargain. What about the other package?" ask Nara.
"What the hell," answered Nara. The two walk to the place where Rama put his motorbike with Nara wrapping her arms around Rama's.
"Okay, if that's all!"
"Eh, no! Most---" reject Nara.
"Make you later too" replied Rama.
"Once a crocodile!!"
Nara was surprised by the screams of the woman who nagged while crying in front of them.
"Gilakk yes! You are rich behind me! I believe in you the same! You playboy cuttlefish cap!" it was on a young man in a red checkered shirt. The young man was seen pleading, "the horror first explained me yank," the young man pulled the girl's hand like a drama of betrayal of love in front of Nara and Rama. To the point that the two glanced at each other with frowning gazes.
"What else is a wedge------!!!" basic!!!" Rama immediately closed both ears of Nara with both hands, not wanting Nara to hear the girl's curse.
But more surprisingly the girl slapped the man very hard in front of them.
" Babysk !!" it was fortunate that the handsome young man was not instantly slapped like that.
He is slapped but Nara and Rama are grimacing, even Rama to the point of holding his own cheek, "awwww pain is certain!" said it.
Nara nodded "yes, sadist ckckck."
Rama turned to Nara, "you're angry don't be sadistic."
Nara laughed at Rama's words.
"Depends!" nara replied, both of them continued their steps.
A few packages of food accompanied the journey home Nara and Rama, bang Akhsan laughed happily because his request was fulfilled while Nara screeched, full of benefits.
"Yes, who was eaten yes, I went home first," Rama said while riding his motorcycle.
"She be careful."
"A kiss bye yet?" her question revealed a smile.
"Aa perverted ustadz!" nara pushed Rama's shoulder.
"Kiss the boongan, no hit. Let's look at the courtship," replied Rama
Nara nodded with a crisp laugh, "can you! I love you, not a day so have asked for a kiss-cheat!" Nara put both fingers on her lips and then put them on Rama's cheek to make Rama smile winning.
After Nara enters the fence she sends a kiss away, while Rama's hand seems to catch her air.
"Hap! Kena, I'm sorry not to say!" he put his hand in his jacket pocket, like he was bagging a kiss.
"Assynolt,"
"Wa'alaikumsalam,"
Nara stared at Rama's back, which was getting away and disappeared behind the neighboring house.
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Note :
\*Nuhun: thank you